Ques from my brother

Lately, LJ has been writing about our family. It warms my heart to read all of this stuff because these are thing I couldn't possibly remember (all the memories from the DC era, were as I like to call them, BC: Before Christina). It is cool to see such an introspective view of our family that is so different from mine. And SO different from our parents, aunts, and uncles.

One of my favorite people to remember is my Grandmother. Most of my big memories when I was little are with her and of her. As an adult, my mother likes to tease me and ask, "you were channeling your Grandmother when you did that, weren't you?" I usually respond, "Probably, it is not my fault, you let me spend time with her when I was in my formative years!" We chuckle a little because I think we are both remembering Dottie in all of her glorious lunacy.

The memory that I always come to first when thinking of my Grandmother is having "slumber parties" at her house across the street watching soap operas and eating Klondikes with her in her bed. To think about it, she used the dining room as her bedroom, God only knows why. She'd tilt her Craftmatic Adjustable bed so we could sit up and eat our yummy foil wrapped treat.

I spent a lot of time at my Grandmother's house when I was young, maybe because she moved from having the room down the hall to the house across the street. We lived on Dellwood Avenue in a 2 story white house. It was a pretty cool house. There were a total of 4 bedrooms upstairs, 3 on the same hall and 1 alone with its own set of steps (that was my brother's room). The house came equipped with 1 skeleton key. I use to steal it and lock myself in my room to evade spankings and general trouble. My Grandmother's house was green. I remember it was really dark green. She lived next door to one of MJ and LJs best friends. Strange. It is really strange to remember all of these little things.

My Grandmother and I had a really amazing relationship. She was my first best friend.